Nene X Cassandra Novels & Stories

ZAYNE’S POV ****************** The private lounge was suffocating, thick with the scent of high-grade drugs, expensive alcohol, and the strong stress of the impending war. We were all present. Me, Antler, and Dorian, representing Crimson Nest. While Xavier and Kieran were here to discuss the next terms as our allies and leaders of Black Rose. “It was that bitch Cassandra. Can you imagine, Dorian? That woman of yesterday, that nobody.” Kieran sat in a leather armchair, his jaw clenched, unable to recover from the blow on his fragile man ego.

Once the door closed behind them, Jessica turned toward Cassandra, hands on her hips. “Alright,” she said, her gaze serious but still warm. “Now spill everything. From top to bottom. A contract marriage? Are you serious, Cass? I need an explanation. And how, exactly, are you the wife of Antonio Franches, yet going to a concert with your… handsome friend, Alexander, hmm?” Cassandra sighed internally, knowing Jessica wouldn’t let her off the hook without a full explanation. She sank into the sofa, taking a deep breath, and began cautiously. “Jess, it’s… complicated.”

But I wasn’t done yet. I stepped forward, my gaze never leaving Cassandra’s face, “Is that so?” My voice was even, deceptively casual. “Strange. Because I’ve seen that exact same shade under someone else’s nails before. And it wasn’t powder then, either, it was more on the road of you know… Poison. Smells the same as well.” I shrugged, “But if you say it is, then it is powder. My name is Nyx, it's so nice to finally meet you after hearing so much about you, Cassandra.”

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.

Jena asked and waited for her to speak Cassandra smiled “I do not know what you are getting at” “Since you don’t want to take a guess I will tell you? Jena shifted closer to her again, this time she was so close that she could whisper in her ears “She is 6 feet under as we speak, this is what happens to anyone who messes with Nuella. You better not think you are going to win whatever fight you are about to start because guess what? Nuella will make you regret it, that you will wish you never woke up from that Coma” Jena said then shifted away to look at her facial expression and she is very sure she had seen Cassandra’s angry face before it had disappeared.

Cass said with her kindest voice. Cass slowly bent over at the waist. Her light blue jeans stretched firmly against her firm, muscled ass, hugging those wide-hipped thighs stretching up to her shapely ass. Neil's eyes went wide as he openly looked at how magnificent her ass filled out in those jeans. He even tried to hide adjusting his cock, probably struggling with keeping it down at the awesome display of Cassandra's hot booty. Cass picked up the bin, slowly rose up, squishing and flexing her ass nicely in the process, and turned with a small jerk in her hips, like she was showing off. She smiled widely as she saw the reactions from both Neil and myself.

Cassandra asked Celine, who was sitting on her bed, taking drags from the weed in her hand “No…” She replied, gruffly “Oh…come on you need to cheer up at least. You have been this way since I came to the clan; is this the way you used to be, or something weird happened to you?” Cassie asked, but Celine didn’t reply her, instead she spreads her legs wide on the bed, pulling her pant to one side and dipped her fingers into her hole. She m@on out as she fingers herself hard not minding the presence of Cassie

"Mary's walking around like a cat that got caught eating her own litter." "She picked the wrong week to test me," I muttered, sipping my water. "I haven't even had carbs today." "She's still trying to get in Nicholas's good graces. Thinks if she can bury you, she'll climb faster." "Well, she can choke on the shovel." Jenna smirked. "Oh, and FYI, Cassandra's PR team just posted a 'soft' relationship launch." I blinked. "What?" "Yeah. She and Nicholas. Black-and-white photo. Champagne. Caption was 'timing is everything.'"

Noah looked at me confused, his dark brows meeting in the center of his forehead. “Distressed properties.” “What makes you think I'm good at it?” His voice held no emotion, and his eyes were blank. He took a sip of his coffee. “Because no one who is friends with Jack Saunders would be able to do something badly.” Noah frowned slightly. “So you know who Jack is?”

I didn't want Cassandra to feel embarrassed or belittled in any way. As Nuella's name was called, the DJ queued up Chris Brown's "Autumn Leaves," and she took the stage with confidence. Her voice carried the melody effortlessly, and the crowd erupted in applause as she finished her performance. David was up next, choosing Dean Lewis' "Waves" as his song. We all sang along, and Cassandra even got up to dance, pulling me along with her.